Chapter 26

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KARRINE 'SUPERHEAD' STEFFANS EXPOSES METHODMAN IN NEW BOOK!

Well it looks like Mr. Methodman gets around! Former video vixen 'Superhead' has came out and exposed who "papa" is in her second book 'The Vixen Diaries'. As we've reported months ago, rapper, actor, Methodman has been seeing a young woman, who we've come to find out is Jaida Steele, owner of a real estate firm, Steele of Realty. I wonder what she thinks of this...and let's not forget his wife who he's been with for nineteen years. I know the Smith household is turned upside down right now. Thoughts? - Rhyme & Reason

Jaida closed out of her app mad as hell. She angrily dialed Tia's number.

"Tia how the fuck the blogs, get my name, my workplace?! I already got bitches messaging me in my inbox," She yelled into the phone once Tia picked up the phone.

"Jaida I don't know. Calm down." Tia barked back. "You seen that shit about the book?" She asked.

Jaida sighed, "I did. I know he's gotta be going crazy."

"Uh yeah crazy over you. He's so worried about this getting out and what it would do to y'all relationship," Tia said.

Jaida raised her voice, laced with frustration, "Tia there is no relationship! He's not my man!"

"Girl why you so damn snappy?" Tia questioned.

Jaida paced the room, frustrated at her not being able to control her feelings. "This fuckin baby got me going crazy," she mumbled in frustration, on the brink of tears.

"Baby? What baby? Bitch are you pregnant?!" Tia shouted over the phone.

Jaida closed her eyes and cussed herself for her outburst.

"Jaida hello?!"

"Yes Tia," she clenched her teeth, "I'm pregnant."

Tia squealed into the phone with excitement, "AHHHHH!!! Ima be an aun—" She then gasped, yelling over the phone, reality setting in, "Jaida you need to call Mef NOW! RIGHT NOW!"

"Tia no! Please. You and Reggie are the only ones that know. I haven't figured out what I'm going to do yet." She said in a panic.

"Reggie? How the hell he knows before—I—you know what? That's neither here nor there. How many months are you?" Tia bombarded her with questions.

"I haven't gone to the doctors. I found out last week."

"Biiiiiitch one thing I know about Clifford Smith Jr. is that he don't play 'bout his kids! And you sound like you thinking bout getting rid of it without even talking to him?"

Jaida didn't respond she just weeped silently into the phone.

"Friend I know your heart is broken but you have to tell him. He told me what went down that day and it sounds like he's telling the truth." Tia said softly.

Jaida's voice elevated, "I know what I saw Tia! You wasn't there! Did Shayla tell you what happened?!"

Tia sighed, "She's been calling but I haven't spoken to her yet. I'm just as pissed as you are." Tia couldn't bring herself to answer the phone for Shayla after hearing everything that went down. She made a mental note to address Shayla but in this moment she was still upset.  Jaida remained silent and Tia continued, "Whatever decision you make, I love you. But please tell him."

Jaida sighed at Tia's advice, "It's just not how I saw my life. I don't wanna be no rapper's baby mama."

"You are more than that to Cliff and you know that. If you talk to him you would know. Look your secret is safe with me, I just hope you tell him soon." Tia said hoping she would come to her senses.

Jaida got off the phone and sighed, looking at the ceiling, asking God 'why'? At the end of the day it's her responsibility. Was she ready? A co-parenting relationship wasn't what she had in mind when she imagined herself getting pregnant. She cursed herself for not telling him to wear a condom. But what's done is done. 

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Jaida maneuvered her car through the chaotic New York streets, searching for a parking spot near her workplace. Frustration welled up within her as she realized that she would have to settle for a spot two blocks away. The city was known for its lack of parking, and today was no exception.

Jaida stepped out of her car and began briskly walking down the street, feeling light headed and sweaty. She walked faster, ignoring the signs from her body. Her legs started to weaken. She took one step across the street, the horn from a car can be heard. It seemed as if everything was in slow motion. She was telling her legs to move but it wouldn't. As she turned her head, the horn was louder and a car was coming towards her, too late to stop. Within seconds later, she felt her body hit the hood of the car and fell to the ground. She could faintly hear screams as she blacked out of consciousness.

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